"Thank God Im A Country Boy" Lyrics Chords

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_ _ _ Well, life on the farm a kind of laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
Early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm
Raisin' me a family and workin' on the farm
Days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got me a firewife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up
I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done
The sun's set [A] low
[Em] Pull out my fiddle
And I'm [E] rousin' up the [A] boat
Kids [E] are all asleep
So I keep [D] the kettle low
Thank God [E] I'm a country boy
[A] I play a song I couldn't all day
If I could, but the Lord and my [Em] wife
Wouldn't take it very [A] good
So I fiddle when I can
[D] Work when I should
Thank God I'm a country [A] boy
[E] Well, I got me a firewife
I got me old fiddle
When the sun's [A] comin' up
I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but [D] a funny, funny riddle
Thank [E] God I'm a country boy Woo [A]-hoo! _ _
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_ _ _ [A] _ Well, I wouldn't trade my life for [D] diamonds or [A] jewels
I never was one [G] of them [E] 100
But I have a fiddle [D] and my four-man tools
[E] Thank God I'm a country boy
[A] Yeah, I sit here folks drivin' in a [D] black [A] Remicine
A lot of sad [G] people
We can let [E] somebody keep
But let me tell you [D] now exactly what I mean
[E] Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, I got me [A] a firewife
I got me old [E] fiddle
When the sun's comin' [A] up
I got cakes on the [F#] griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy Woo-hoo! _ _
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[D] _ _ [A] _ _ Yeah! _ _
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[D] _ _ [A] _ _ With my fiddle on my daddy's pillow
[D] Day he [A] died
He took me by the [G] hand
And he [E] closed through his [A] eyes
Said, live a good life
With my [D] fiddle with pride
Thank God I'm a country [A] boy
When my daddy taught me young how [D] to hunt
And how [A] to bled
He taught me how to [G] work
And how to work the fields
[E] _ [A] Taught me how to love
And how to [D] give to the little
_ _ _ _ [A] Thank [E] God I'm a country boy
Well, I got [A] me a firewife
I got me [E] old fiddle
When the sun's comin' [A] up
I got cakes on the griddle
[F#] Life ain't nothin' but a [D] funny, funny riddle
_ _ _ Woo-hoo!
Thank God I'm a country [A] boy _ _ _ _ _ _
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